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She walks a dark lonely street
Her breath as visible as her white jacket
Her hands are crossed and her pace is quick
Small white cords lay off her shoulder
A street light passes above her
It giving detail to her
Her dark brown hair, light green eyes, and her pale complexion
Her Blue shoes leave small impressions in the snow
Her black jeans make a void in the snow
She disappears from the light
Light snow starts to fall
Making her image in to darkness only more ominous
The world seems silent till a car passes
Giving her light for a brief second
You can see that she is shivering from the cold
The snow falls off as her body quakes

I start my car
I turn my head lights on
I edge forward and start to pick up speed
I am going 45 before I hit
The window cracks I can see blood